Distance. A powerful word— We drift apart quietly, Every day, every hour, every minute. But is this really what we want? Do we understand what we're doing?
Distance. I don't like that word. We were like stars and the moon— Always together, always close. Do we want to be like the sun and the moon, Meeting for a moment, then parting without a word?
Distance. A powerful word. We were like the moon and stars, Together every second, every moment. And now, without a goodbye, we are apart. Is this the distance we truly want?
Do we really want to be like those falling stars?
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